#c || jakoris | lan

[cavernovs]

TERROR TWINS

Location: The Reception / Royal Wedding, Part 2. Time: Early into the Reception. Closed for: @michaelcardellerp​

For such a grand event, Jack’s exhausting all his options of entertainment – a professional quality maintained, somewhat, about his actions at the wedding. If he continues to play ignorant to the minor irritating of a certain Mer at the bar earlier in the evening; where shots were swallowed down in unison, he’s been fairly tame; well behaved considering how he’s still on the recovery of the backend of magic. There’s no carnage, yet, and it’s a relatively ordinary affair.

It’s exactly why Jakoris is emptying the bar supply in some futile act to get a buzz if he can’t put teeth into anything.

He’s ducking beneath a waiter’s arm just in time to see a familiar face – one he hasn’t seen in years standing in the reception that brightens the smile on the Davenport’s face. Lan; partner in crime, terror maker; absolute carnage incarnate when partnered with him. He’s fully aware of the influence on each other. If his maker were next to him, she’d suggest being calm in the face of such an important event. In fact, she’d insist on it.

Lan and Jack have never understood calm when within a metre of one another, something pulled out of the darker parts of one another’s mind; a long standing friendship that gives a new meaning to ride or die, because really; if they were mortal, they’d have died fifty times over by now, at least. And the enthusiasm isn’t even dampened when he makes a swift movement to appear beside the man, interrupts whatever he was formerly doing so Jack could shove the demon back in a friendly jibe, he’s grinning:

“You fucker, when did you get back?” it’s as friendly as they go, a flash of mischief already present in Jakoris’ gaze when he scours the man’s face and flashbacks of past bloodshed comes to surface – obscures his vision for a fleeting second before he has to deny it and keep a handle on the chaos that he knows isn’t so easy exerted in such a place. But damn Jack’s missed his other half of the terror twins.

He can almost bet that none of the State are missing their partnership however.

“Did you bring me a memento from wherever the hell you’ve been, sugar cake?”